"The trouble with a rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat" – Lily Tomlin

Brother Triple K – A poem

When I look at you I don’t see whiteWhen I look at me I don’t see blackNot because I’m colour blind…Well sort ofI see another human being that I share my fearsFrustrations, anger and excitement withI see you

Whereas you want to bash in my head With the nearest biggest rock you can findOr watch me hangWhereas you want to see the inside of my headThe whites of my brain, red of my blood,Veins intertwined with skull bone and scalp hairOr watch me wriggling then turn limp with eyesBulging, and my tongue sticking out as my last “Fuck You”